Best Tyrant Poems

Imagine all the people
who trade in human life,
imagine all the reasons
given to this particular vice.
I visualize the rivers
that run with coagulated blood,
I visualize the tyrant
that...

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Immigrants why do you come?
Whether you are spiritual or mathematical etc. This is our Karma:

Isacc Newton’s 3rd Law
For every action, there is an equal and...

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O last withering leaf hold on to the bough
Whatever be the terror caused by the lightning
       Whatever the ruthless...

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Don’t use special characters!
In writing I was told,
Next to the title of my poem.
(The letters black and bold.)

“Poems Don’t Have to Rhyme,” is what
I chose...

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At the Gold Coast




Parched and dry I stand,
Waiting and recalling 
thirsty for your love,
At the Gold Coast 
we met last summer,
Under the blue 
on the...

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Blacked Heart


Within the blackness blissed lies the love that has been missed
For within the miasma mist a darkish deprived heart does resist
Of the silenced sounds...

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Encased in inch-thick glass, Assange displayed;
The plaque upon his cage reads "DISSIDENT;"
The withered man in court is laid;
Imprisoned corpse announcing precedent.

To those "who hold these...

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A people persecuted beyond imagination;
To help them he felt, was his obligation.
He joined the army in World War II;
Not knowing his hell would be Eyes...

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Wiping the cold sweat off my forehead 
Standing beside the dying king’s bed
Thinking of a remedy while a sword 
Was pointed to my shivering neck...

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I penned a couplet for you today.
Rather, a quill manipulated
my hand and scrawled mendacity.
The misanthrope's who read the ode
applauded with flippers on.

Such insight. Such depth.

Mussolini...

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How hope still clings in the maze of youth,

   though a vessel so tender,

   not yet cured, apt to blow in...

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Hey there fella,
Listen up real fine
I'm gonna blast ya
With this slammin rhyme

You said I be trippin 
Cuz i can't show my love
Well you still be...

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Rising Rituals 

ravishing rawness
ravenous raunchy relief
riveting repeats


Special Someone

sultry seductions
sinful sensations surface
seeking saucy stars

Taming Taboo

teasing temptations
tremendous titillations
tempting the tyrant




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July.19.2020
Let the Pens Flow ~Alliteration Poetry
Sponsored by~ Jenish...

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Did our Age of Aquarius evaporate,
fail to regenerate,
to resonate,
fall too far short of what our parents
knew we should anticipate?
Free love could not sustain
weak non-violent resolutions...

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